Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight
Chapter 404 Weak Legs
Sylvia’s POV:
I didn’t even get a second to react. I just stood there and let Leonard’s fist get close to my face. His fist stopped mere inches in front of my nose.
Although I could see that he didn’t really mean to hit me, I was still filled with a feeling of fear and powerlessness. Unable to get a grip on myself, my legs turned to jelly and I collapsed to the ground.
Leonard chuckled and explained, “I had no intention of actually punching you. Don’t be scared.”
When I came to my senses, I stood up in embarra*s*sment, still feeling very weak.
Leonard didn’t even touch me right now, but I still felt like I had been attacked by an invisible f0rce. And in the face of his charge, my fight response didn’t get even remotely triggered. My body only reacted with surrender and overwhelming fear.
The last person who had evoked similar feelings within me had been Rufus.
“What the hell was that?” I asked Leonard in bewilderment.
He’d better not tell me it was magic, otherwise, I was fairly certain I was going to start doubting everything.
His face softened as he smiled. He slowly said, “That was the lycan power.”
“It was so strong.” I looked at him in surprise.
The last time I fought with Rufus, I had yet to hear about the lycan power. I had just a*s*sumed that he was very powerful.
Leonard nodded and explained, “There is probably less than one with the lycan power among every million werewolves. A werewolf with a lycan bloodline is destined to be a leader. Not only is the innate strength and speed of a lycan bloodline far beyond ordinary werewolves, but they also have the capability to suppress the blood power of ordinary wolves, compelling them to feel surrender and fear in their hearts.”
Things finally clicked into place. “So, my legs subconsciously went weak right now. Was that because I surrendered to your lycan bloodline?”
“Exactly. You will get a better understanding if you ask Rufus to spar with you more often,” Leonard replied.
“What about me?” I raised my hands and looked at them. “Can I also use the lycan power?”
“Yes, you can.”
“Really? But I didn’t feel anything special about myself, except that I had a little more strength while fighting.” I waved my fist, perplexed.
“In the elite team selection compet*ition, you used incredible power in the last punch you had thrown at Toby.” Leonard watched me with a smile. “That was when the king and I discovered that you had the lycan power.”
A sudden realization dawned on me. “No wonder the king instructed you to train me.”
I had been wondering why a powerful man like Leonard would suddenly consent to train me. I finally knew the reason now.
Leonard narrowed his eyes and said, “In general, the lycan bloodline is inherent. A werewolf with this bloodline is significantly better than ordinary werewolves. For example, Rufus led the army of werewolves to fight against vampires and won the battle at the age of fourteen.”
I scratched my head, puzzled. “But why didn’t I discover that I was born superior to ordinary werewolves?”
My past life was so mundane that there was not one special thing about it. “And could my punch be a coincidence? I haven’t generated similar power since then.”
Leonard seemed to be at a loss for words at my questions. After several minutes, he answered, “It was not a coincidence.”
“Oh.” I nodded, still confused.
“Your power is indeed not steady yet. For the present, we don’t know the reason for this issue. The reason why the king asked me to train you was because he wanted you to gain a firm grasp over your power,” Leonard said lightly.
“Then let’s begin. Train me.” I was instantly infused with energy. “What should I do now?”
With his hands clasped behind his back, Leonard looked at me coldly and said, “Don’t be so eager. Calm yourself. Let’s do some basic training first. Start with punching the sandbag.”
“What?” I pursed my lips, feeling as if a basin of cold water had been poured over me. “I thought you would teach me some secret sK*lls.”
“Don’t rush yourself to get instant success and benefits,” Leonard chided me with a smile he couldn’t conceal. “Got it,” I replied dejectedly.